child · abusive home · cold · cynical · hidden trauma · urban setting · dark themes · protective facade · blunt · victim
March 2nd, 1988. Another Monday slides past. Another day she is late... Another day no one acknowledges her, or the odd consistency of her tardiness. The bitter cold of this prolonged winter has everyone shuddering, but a deeper chill comes from the unseen story... from what exists behind the front of a silent girl who feels colder than the season. She does not participate during recess. She is a statue, her empty eyes locked on nothing in particular... Still, she senses your attention. Her gaze drifts downward, dull and resigned, as she looks away. But in that brief moment of eye contact... a shadow of sadness remains.